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Lily Gabrielle Jul 2013
Feed me to the arms if the sea.
The moon spoke as loud as your eyes
On a day like today
When even minutes are just minutes.
They spin like a circle
But the loops in my mind
Take me back to you
More often then not.
And the devil turned fish to stone
In a lake of ice
Beside a tear
On the cheek
Of someone who broke your heart
In sixth grade.
All directions point to you
Except the sign on the corner of my street.
Since the night you breathed into my lungs,
I can't seem to shake
The sound of your heart in my ear.
Did you forget, my love,
How special you are?
And I just want to know how you're doing
And I just want you to remember my name.
Sorry for so much emotion, I've just been thinking of love lately.
811 · Dec 2013
The boy you know
Lily Gabrielle Dec 2013
I woke up ******* on the moon.
Ear to sand,
All the ocean sang was him.
Like art,
Not meant for beauty,
Only tears.
781 · Jan 2014
Gray
Lily Gabrielle Jan 2014
9:57
Vinyl Morrissey on the record player:
Window down,
Hair riffling in the breeze.
Guitar in hand,
strumming patterns guaranteed to relax my shoulders.
Crinkled papers line the floor
Covered in unused song lyrics
And scribbled what ifs about the girl you used to love.
For a second the sun hits your eyes and you look
Fragile.
Sensitive and vulnerable like myself.
Drops of rain shoot from the sky and kiss your window sill.
I slide my hand toward yours,
Stroke the outline of your fingertips
Until morning came,
and changed your eyes from blue
To gray.
781 · May 2013
the painter
Lily Gabrielle May 2013
The paint on the canvas
never had a chance to fully dry
before you painted on another layer.
You couldn't quite stay between the lines,
and an acrylic became a watercolor
when tears stained our so called masterpiece.
Days spent debating
whether to paint over the wreckage
or crumple the paper,
but I've never been much of an artist.
773 · Mar 2014
Screen door
Lily Gabrielle Mar 2014
How much blood
can fit inside the hole in a guitar
the highway was your stage
three words
that meant about as much as your favorite song
on repeat the time
you first told me
I was talking over
the music.
Five in the afternoon and all the world was
sleeping
on a Sunday
I lay,
palms facing up,
away from a mattress stained with
sweat.
By day
by night
only one tear
fell
when out loud was muttered:
you turned my eyes to red
with smoke
and blood
but whats the difference?
a day off my life
just a day
get the **** over it Lil.
769 · Jul 2013
Mitchell
Lily Gabrielle Jul 2013
Your thoughts are diluted
By the most beautiful of clouds
And I swear to god I feel your soul
And admit I am proud
When I say the words I love you
I'm honest and I'm sure
You have a heart like uncut flesh
So kind
So pure,
Tainted
And unsure.
A clouded sky endures harsh rain
Where flowers soon will flourish
In the garden of your mind waves
My heart you seem to nourish.
Sky parted and water fell through
It occurred to me slowly as most things do
In my short life all I desire
Is your heart, the sea and fire.
768 · Jan 2014
Sun
Lily Gabrielle Jan 2014
Sun
In the palm of my hand,
You placed
The sun.
764 · Jun 2013
La Jolla
Lily Gabrielle Jun 2013
I've never been quite crazy
or ever fully sane
but I swear to God I've seen you here
on a day when there was rain.
Did we share the same umbrella
or maybe a cup of tea,
I tend to fall in love
with all the eyes I see.
Tears clouded corners
of your softened emerald eyes;
your fist hit the table,
blood began to rise.
The record player sang and wailed
a million broken songs
and in a flash I saw your hands
and knew I was all wrong.
History reminded me
you were no face unknown,
I know those emerald eyes,
those hands have held my own.
I can't recall who did what
beneath that hazy sky
but my fingertips warn
it's not worthy of a try.
I turn to escape your haunting eyes
but notice, heavy with regret
your crooked smile as I catch a whiff  
of tangerine and cigarette.
Lily Gabrielle May 2013
Somber and sympathetic,
the rain spoke patterns
you never could.
762 · Mar 2013
Salt skin
Lily Gabrielle Mar 2013
Snow fell heavier then ever this winter.
I must have fallen too, 
deep into the frigid blue of your eyes.
Snow melted and flooded both your shore and mine.
I wondered if you would notice me sinking,
or catch me if I fell into your arms. 
You caught me in your bedsheets instead,
granting temporary relief from waters roaring.
The sun chased away the moon,
I awoke on the bottom of the ocean. 
Coral scratched knees,
salt stained skin, 
you were no where in sight.
I've never been much of a swimmer,
but for you I held my breath.
Hoping maybe you'd hold yours too.
You never did,
maybe you're scared of drowning.
I found my way to the surface.
I created this flood from draught,
half to see if I could survive the waves,
half to quench my thirst and wondering,
if you cared at all to save me.
Snow melted,
Water evaporated,
But how will I wash off the salt,
you left on my skin?
738 · Mar 2014
Snow
Lily Gabrielle Mar 2014
Someday someone
will love me like they do in the summer
even when the snow falls.
736 · Jun 2013
Carmen
Lily Gabrielle Jun 2013
Pockets full of something
You can't quite name.
Three small pills:
Swallow quickly before the rain
Dissolves what makes you
Magnificent.
735 · May 2014
Capillaries
Lily Gabrielle May 2014
Thin, tangled

carrying blood

from me
to you

against gravity
and everyones advice;

To feel and hear you breathe at night.
732 · Jul 2013
You know how
Lily Gabrielle Jul 2013
Maybe tonight I'll forget
how to give you up
beneath the moon,
which is also you.

Did the sea ever chill your hands
like your spine,
watching me
behind a naked tree on a dead end street.

Is it a lie to surrender half the burden?
Hypnotized and paralyzed by a sky
afraid to cry
and rain.
Please, just fall from your knees
I swear
I can keep up the pain
and pretend to pull you closer.

The middle of the ocean could be three feet deep
and no one would know.
I could love you,
but I'll never part my lips.

Do you know why I never asked twice?
Maybe it was the little bit of sweat that forms by your temples
or the way you say goodnight
when it was already well into the morning.

Can you feel that when the lights are on?
732 · Dec 2014
still
Lily Gabrielle Dec 2014
tap dancing over each vertebrae,
connecting me to you.
spine of stone
one single kiss;

Rays of sun
envied
the
illumination of your
heartstrings.

eyes,
fogged with smoke still burning from fire
left smoldering.

No warning.

Water washed me,
cleansing impurities:
marks from scratching skin
over you.

turned upside down
the blood rushed to our heads.

external force,
//****//

I don’t know how to
helplessly
get over you
hopelessly
Energy leaving skin,
isolation
bound to yours by nothing
freedom
anymore.
(you)

****

The trees outside are begging me:
climb,
I can’t move my legs,
they’re glued to the floor.

I’m sensitive,
and I squirm a lot.

focusing hard
not
to
fa-
ll.

comforting
like my mother
reminding me I have sensitive skin.

Grounded by a force in my feet
pulling me closer to your hip bones.

You ran out of patience
and into someone else.

The flowers are drowning,
maybe I can pick them all
before the TV gets too loud for my ears;
you should know where I keep the shovel.

Softly for you,
all of it.

Everything,
I’d give

more.

Rebuild, retract
reboot.

love,
lit by someone else's sun.

palm of my hand,
lines led straight to you.


Can I stay the night?
Inside of your rib cage.
I want to touch you
with my whole hands
eyes
palms.
What’s wrong?

What am I supposed to say?

I’ll always think of you.

damaged
replaced
rebuilt.

Thorn torn hand
left for giving.

My hands are freezing
without
the heat in your wrists

the petals would be so soft;
I promise.

escape

Ice isn't solid forever

I am waiting for you,
To melt

Scared of heights?

Maybe it's broken glass
In your eyes.

I still feel
Feel
Feel you
In my head
Like a pounding that won't quit
I want you more than time

and there is no shortness

of that.

still...
Lily Gabrielle Mar 2014
one person turned my stomach inside out
flowers wilted
fast as promises made
of smoke.
Cigarettes lied to me,
all four I've ever loved.
Little mirrors
and naked boys
sang a song of pomegranates.
From the tree
to her crown it fell;
snapped branches from her hair
laid down beside another wet cheek.
Sadness is intimate
for me to create:
and destroy
not for ***** feet
on white carpet.
your wings were my wings
remember that?
on a path haunted
by rocks and maybe bears.
wound tightly around your center
this vine won't hold
forever.
719 · Sep 2013
12:15
Lily Gabrielle Sep 2013
Each streak of sun
Is softer then the next
Except for your ray,
The brightest on this side of the triangle.

Twenty six layers of skin on the mountain;
One for each mile between
Your bare feet
And the fire by my shore.

The core of tectonic foundation swallowed words like
I love you
Until you guided my lips
To a mutual spine.

My favorite vertibre is your silent laugh,
How you have to be on top when we hold hands,
The way you catch each shooting star at exactly the right time to whisper
I love you
So it sounds like you mean it.
701 · Oct 2013
Ten word stanzas
Lily Gabrielle Oct 2013
I saw a boy in maroon pants singing himself hymns

The boy became air and hummed tunes to each daisy

They danced on fathers back, carried away from the grass

The grass not cut since last time the lighthouse illuminated

Light for each flower that rolled fire down the hills

Sixteen cuts and not a drop of blood to prove

Just how strong the neck of a daisy can be.
692 · Jun 2013
Thankdeka
Lily Gabrielle Jun 2013
You still look beautiful
despite rough finger tips,
arms thin as twigs
and dry cracked lips.
Take a breath
you've done far too much crying,
dry your cheeks,
try to forget you're dying.
690 · Jul 2013
Youth
Lily Gabrielle Jul 2013
Mother I swear
I'll plant seeds in the garden,
forgotten.

I've got a home in east Ohio
and a palm full of bees,
like thunder.

Drawers full of whiskey,
mother I'm trying.

Static voices set the sky to shambles.
687 · Jul 2013
Not enough
Lily Gabrielle Jul 2013
Share with me
the moon.

On a night of crescent
even death seems romantic.

The karma is coming,
hide between the trees.  

Don't be greedy,
share your pillow with me.
669 · Jun 2014
Control
Lily Gabrielle Jun 2014
Modern God,
save all from strain
and heavy heat.

Otherwise chosen,
with seven arms
and sixteen feet.

Soot fogged skin,
flooded tree.

Modern God I'm naked;
now come for me.
Lily Gabrielle May 2013
You looked at me
and I looked at you
and that's exactly what happened.
Because things don't always need to be complicated.
651 · Jan 2014
Spring
Lily Gabrielle Jan 2014
Happy spring*
I whispered to the pine
What I couldn't tell your eyes
Because you weren't human after all;
Just another loaded gun.
631 · Jan 2014
You
Lily Gabrielle Jan 2014
You
You are the vibrations;
deep blues
orange saturations
feathered red
drips of copper
yellow strands
charcoal shadow of the sea
river in my veins.
623 · Jul 2013
Kumran
Lily Gabrielle Jul 2013
I woke beside
a pitch black crust
like the dust
permeating veins.

I sat upon colidascope concrete
until morning
brought birds
to carry my neck
back to you.

I collapsed onto the shore
and cried all night
because I finally outran my shadow
and the seaside
refused to share.

I pounded my fists
into the sockets
holding your eyes.
They're missing,
stolen perhaps
by another set of cheekbones.

I scraped the sky
with nails like coal,
leaving streaks of blood
across east Ohio.

I sat on the ceiling
as the fingertips of July
stretched my mind
away from fire.

Does she rub your shoulders?
I hope she does.
I really do.
623 · Jun 2013
107
Lily Gabrielle Jun 2013
107
Every winter I freeze
In the tracks of Atlantic avenue.
Feathers shower the ground
As a storm brings the sailors
Home to mend
So the tea in the kettle can sing again
The somber tune of you and I
Formed from dust a lullaby.
Maybe our hands were not meant to meet
Below the light of a broken street.
Nor were our hearts.
Yours  is quite fragile;
You wear shoes
But only walk with soles of blue.
I envy the moon
For it lights up your eyes
But somewhere between a nudge and a sigh
I swear I heard a muffled cry
And I find it quite redeeming
I think I heard you dreaming.
601 · May 2013
A Realization
Lily Gabrielle May 2013
Do you ever glance over your shoulder
when you visit our favorite coffee shop?
It didn't seem so far down the road when our hands were interlaced
now it seems an impossible distance to make
one lonely Tuesday night mid-May.
I sit at the table closest to the window
just in case
you happened to pass by and realize you loved me
but I've never been very realistic.
The room never seemed so smokey
when your eyes met mine across the table
but those very same eyes now watch the counter
and hope to hear a quiet voice order a chai latte.
I haven't heard it in a while
maybe you've found a new location;
a new girl with set of pale legs
and wide eyes.
I'm hardly a poet
and I can't stand rhymes enough to try
but I never had the chance to articulate
how deeply I've fallen
into your words
and your crooked smile
to prove to you that
I pushed you away
when you were the one I needed closest.
And I lied when I said
I didn't love you.
601 · May 2013
Goodbye
Lily Gabrielle May 2013
I am writing this as I lay beside you
for the last time.
In the morning I'll leave the strawberry yogurt on the counter,
I know it's the only flavor you can stand.
Don't bother running to the door,
I'll have been gone for hours.
Did you know that your eyes flutter an awful lot when you sleep?
And it's sweet how gentle your hands look laying on your chest.
You have a freckle on your forearm,
I guess I never noticed
because as much of your body I've seen I guess I never really looked.
And I'm sorry we skipped introductions,
like your favorite song.
I wish I knew it.
Instead I spent my time memorizing how you breathe;
choppy at first, then gentle.
And I could remain by your side until you to love me back,
but I'm too restless,
and you'd never notice.
And now I am left with an unfinished poem in a book you'll never see,
so when you read this note keep in your mind
that I have loved you as flowers love bees
but the sting has become too much to endure.

*Goodbye my love.
A note I never delivered.
599 · Jun 2013
The mirror
Lily Gabrielle Jun 2013
Fear in form of finger nails
Scratching a hollow back
Hoping to feel
Fragile ribs crack
And flood with blood or love or hate
Or anything worth writing down
On the journal of my arms you create
I should have recorded
Tattooed
The distorted
Words thrown like knifes
pelting like rain
Sipping from bottles
You swore you'd refrain
But it's 6 pm and everyone's doing it
So you should too I guess
Or continue to repress
The fact of us, easy and true
I always seem
To look just like
You.
596 · Oct 2013
10 w
Lily Gabrielle Oct 2013
You kissed away the scratches,
turned them into rose petals.
589 · Jul 2013
Untitled
Lily Gabrielle Jul 2013
The day is gone,
along with my mind.
The tears on your cheeks remain,
but the streetlight made your lips more inviting
then my heart could dare handle.
I gave in to your shoulder blades,
surrendered my veins to your spine.
The children still play in the trees,
but refuse to come down on Sundays.
I am sorry I broke your eyes,
just close them through February.
Even the stars fall off their pedestals.
588 · Jan 2014
M
Lily Gabrielle Jan 2014
M
You taught me the sky

The sea

And how hot a fire can burn.
586 · Jul 2014
Name
Lily Gabrielle Jul 2014
I let you
**** me;
You didn't mean it.
I let you
love me back.
I let you hit me;
you felt better.
I let you lie,
And treat me
The way
I needed to
feel;
break walls and crush me
into
Vulnerability.
I smiled while you told me
Someone else's name;
More pleasure
Than my eyes and soul combined.
I let you dig your nails into cracked skin,
Pull out pieces that didn't match yours.
I let you bite my neck
And ******* tears
If it meant you'd remember my name.
586 · May 2014
cage
Lily Gabrielle May 2014
the parable changed shape;
changed eyes
mathed your spine
in the winter

follies did mellow;
tides rose
kissed gray sand goodbye
again this summer

earth formed crust;
toes tore
veins painted paper
red as you danced through my rib cage
574 · Jul 2013
With you
Lily Gabrielle Jul 2013
It wasn't yet summer.
I swam toward your eyes,
Wrinkled veins of the sky
And permeated your spine.

It wasn't yet autumn.
Leaves clung to trees,
I clung to you.
The wind began to rattle.

It wasn't yet winter.
Snow buried our feet,
Stuck on a side street
Beside naked trees.

Ice melted
Along with my mind.
Words turned to knifes,
Snow marooned.
569 · Jun 2013
Untitled
Lily Gabrielle Jun 2013
Memories hang like shadows in the bed we shared
one Tuesday night when we both seemed to care.
I'm not in the mood to hear your voice
because each day is a reminder I made my choice
when someone utters your name or asks me why
And I muster half a smile, force a giggle
And shrug without reply.
You're easy to love because your words seem to rhyme
and match perfectly with the pattern of mine
I'm indecisive and don't play fair but
I threw rocks at the ocean today
and wished you were there.
557 · Jul 2014
Untitled
Lily Gabrielle Jul 2014
My body is the ocean

I will never sleep alone.
552 · Sep 2013
Your hands
Lily Gabrielle Sep 2013
I slept through the fall
And tripped through the spring
On pebbles that grew wings
and flew to my window
Shattering glass
between my arms and your past
But the wind blew again,
Packed my door shut with snow
Until all there was to do
Was get high
And pray your hands
made it back to mine.
534 · Jan 2014
Heart strings
Lily Gabrielle Jan 2014
I couldn't build a home of bodies
Or cigarettes
Or someone else's bed
But wrapped around heart strings
Inside my soul
I found a place to call my own.
519 · Mar 2014
Arizona
Lily Gabrielle Mar 2014
There's a place
between my veins
and bones;
It's orange
and filled with parts of you
I refuse to share.
514 · Apr 2013
Crash
Lily Gabrielle Apr 2013
It was only one puff,
I thought I'd be fine,
I thought I'd be

safe in your smoke filled car,
focusing ******* your hands,
keep them on the wheel,
keep them on the

blunt between your fingers,
rolled fresh by the stranger in someones basement,
focusing hard to remember,
what is his name,
what is his

favorite band,
****, I thought I knew this,
I really thought

last Tuesday may have meant something,
or maybe not,
maybe

your hands shouldn't have left the wheel.
509 · Jun 2013
A five word love story
Lily Gabrielle Jun 2013
You are in every flower.
491 · Apr 2014
Untitled
Lily Gabrielle Apr 2014
1:31
feet up
soul peeled
layers open;
blood or metal?
who gives a ****,
they taste the same.
486 · Feb 2014
Nostalgia
Lily Gabrielle Feb 2014
You're in every crack on the tar,
Hiding beneath layers for days and weeks.
You're there when I close my eyes,
Arms painted purple by your fingertips.
You're in the front of my mind holding my hand,
blowing out smoke
Or blowing a kiss.
You're holding me against the bed,
Running barefoot across your lawn.
You couldn't control your fists
And I couldn't control my heart
So I guess we both killed each other in silent ways.
465 · Apr 2013
Confession number 12
Lily Gabrielle Apr 2013
We had different feelings
at the same time;
or maybe
the same feelings
at different times.
Either way we never quite saw eye to eye,
because yours were always bloodshot,
and mine filled with tears.
It seemed like every time I was content to wipe them clear,
your gaze turned to glare
because so much of me resembles you,
even how I laugh,
But you don't chime in like you used to.
And I'll confess that I tried not to mind
that our hands don't fit as tightly
as they had before;
and that I should have stopped,
open my eyes,
realized it was your heart I was up against,
before my greed for your love caused pain
and broke you into pieces I could no longer fix
that had scattered too far to contain.
445 · Apr 2013
Today
Lily Gabrielle Apr 2013
9:04pm
My circulation is poor
You consumed far too much of my veins,
leaving little space for my own blood to flow.
I saw your favorite bagels on my counter this morning,
it seemed quite strange to me because
I know you wont be around here
anytime soon.
And you don’t have to tell me twice
I’m already convinced
that you don’t know the difference,
but I saved you like the last drop of coffee at the bottom of the mug
anyway
all that remains is your smell on my pillow
and a conscience as clouded
as your steamed filled car
one friday night
and I've swallowed the sad truth that my hands may be meant
for applying the shampoo to wash your troubles away
but theres no point in trying if you're too stubborn to turn on the faucet.
once
just one time
let me flow over you
and show you the love i could give;
you’d reject it anyway,
you've never been good at loving anyone
but yourself.
but the fingers on the piano keys invited me to sing along,
not to the sad melody I stream in my mind
that reminds me of you.
and i'll never show you any of the poems I write
because then you'd know I think of you
as constantly as the clock changes time.
9:33pm
a poem me and my best friend jenna wrote together. she's unfathomably talented.. check her out! http://hellopoetry.com/-jenna-ring/
432 · Jul 2013
Missing you (8W)
Lily Gabrielle Jul 2013
Every October I, like the moon, cry craters.
430 · May 2014
Untitled
Lily Gabrielle May 2014
Dust on the mantle,
Candles in a box

A reminder
light is beyond the horizon,
To return as quick as it went

And place roses
Where another left thorns.
430 · Mar 2014
Untitled
Lily Gabrielle Mar 2014
It's late
Almost midnight
Your eyes are sealed and sleeping not far from mine
on my mind
As usual
I regret not saying
I love you tonight.
I'm scared you'll get tired of hearing it and forget it means something.
Kinda like the *** that doesn't mean a thing anymore.
I'm terrified I'm losing you to the spaces I can't seem to find
But they exist because why else would you be feeling an ocean between our shores.
I feel it too and it terrifies me.
There's a bridge in your mind
you're on one side surrounded by water turning red
I have a superficial hold that
may break like a vine wrapped around a tree
What's changed I can't quite say
But I need you right now
To tell me you won't go
but you're sleeping
And I'm feeling like I'm about to cry because you mean more than the world
But something is off
And I'm worried it won't come back
I'm worried you'll realize there are girls with their priorities straight
Who don't try to be three people at  once
they are beautiful and kiss much harder
But I love you
I can't speak for them
But I think it's okay to say
I'll love you more then they ever will.
I want you right now
to sit on your lap and shrink to half my size
I want you to hold me and comfort me
But what if you don't and what if I'm all alone
I can't hold myself
my arms aren't long enough
I remember what it feels like to have a broken heart and I can't
I just can't right now.
I don't want you to feel trapped because if you want to go,
Go
But realize what you're leaving behind
For a new girl
Who won't know what color your heart is and why
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